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a
solution
to
everything
.
You
have
a
woman
's
intuition
,
you
're
a
wise
wo
-
"
"
Stop
flattering
me
.
"
The
Queen
of
Lyria
clasped
her
hands
in
her
lap
and
fixed
her
gaze
on
the
darkened
tapestries
with
their
depictions
of
hunting
scenes
.
Hounds
,
extended
in
a
leap
,
were
turning
their
muzzles
up
towards
the
flanks
of
a
fleeing
white
unicorn
.
I
've
never
seen
a
live
unicorn
,
thought
Meve
.
Never
.
And
I
probably
never
will
.
"
The
situation
in
which
we
find
ourselves
,
"
she
said
after
a
while
,
tearing
her
eyes
away
from
the
tapestry
,
"
reminds
me
of
long
,
winter
evenings
in
Rivian
Castle
.
Something
always
hung
in
the
air
.
My
husband
would
be
contemplating
how
to
get
his
hands
on
yet
another
maid-of-honour
.
The
marshal
would
be
working
out
how
to
start
a
war
which
would
make
him
famous
.
The
wizard
would
imagine
he
was
king
.
The
servants
would
n't
feel
like
serving
,
the
jester
would
be
sad
,
gloomy
and
excruciatingly
dull
,
the
dogs
would
howl
with
melancholy
and
the
cats
sleep
,
careless
of
any
mice
that
might
be
scuttling
around
on
the
table
.
Everybody
was
waiting
for
something
.
Everyone
was
scowling
at
me
.
And
I
...
then
I
...
I
showed
them
.
I
showed
them
all
what
I
was
capable
of
,
in
a
way
that
made
the
very
walls
shake
and
the
local
grizzly
bears
wake
in
their
winter
lairs
.
And
any
silly
thoughts
disappeared
from
their
heads
in
a
trice
.
Suddenly
everyone
knew
who
ruled
.
"
No
one
uttered
a
word
.
The
wind
howled
a
little
louder
.
The
guards
on
the
buttresses
outside
hailed
each
other
casually
.
The
patter
of
drops
on
the
panes
in
the
lead
window
frames
grew
to
a
frenzied
staccato
.
"
Nilfgaard
is
watching
and
waiting
,
"
continued
Meve
slowly
,
toying
with
her
necklace
.
"
Nilfgaard
is
observing
us
.
Something
is
hanging
in
the
air
,
silly
thoughts
are
springing
up
in
many
heads
.
So
let
us
show
them
what
we
are
capable
of
.
Let
us
show
them
who
is
really
king
here
.
Let
us
shake
the
walls
of
this
great
castle
plunged
into
a
winter
torpor
!
"
"
Eradicate
the
Squirrels
,
"
said
Henselt
quickly
.
"
Start
a
huge
joint
military
operation
.
Treat
the
non-humans
to
a
blood
bath
.
Let
the
Pontar
,
Gwenllech
and
Buina
flow
with
elven
blood
from
source
to
estuary
!
"
"
Send
a
penal
expedition
to
smother
the
free
elves
of
Dol
Blathanna
,
"
added
Demawend
,
frowning
.
"
March
an
interventionary
force
into
Mahakam
.
Allow
Ervyll
of
Verden
a
chance
,
at
last
,
to
get
at
the
dryads
in
Brokilon
.
Yes
,
a
blood
bath
!
And
any
survivors
-
to
the
reservations
!
"
